A new chapter, adapted to the fact that the convention on Mimas is within less than a month. *G*
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The Fleet Control room had been designed in 2011 to direct the coming fleets of the Galactic Republic on their missions through the galaxy. The plans had been updated multiple times during the war against the Boskones, but unfortunately there hadn’t been time to implement them.
When the war was over, several Senators argued that the design was oversized for the peacetime fleets of the Republic and that most warships would be integrated into Great Justice organized fleets anyways. The Fleet Control room had been downsized to a more ‘reasonable’ design and was renamed Traffic Control.
“Commodore, there is a holocall from Pan, a catgirl called Cathy. She says its really important and she has to talk to you right now!”
Commodore Gavin Amstrad looked up to the Lieutenant who had just entered his small office.
“Does she has told you a reason why she has to talk to me instead of going through the normal channels at Traffic Control?” he asked quietly and the Lieutenant shook his head.
“No, she has not. But she said it was very urgent, Coruscant might be in danger” the Lieutenant replied. “I checked her name, the Great Justice database marks her as ‘on call’.”
Gavin nodded. “I will take the call Lieutenant, thank you.”
The Lieutenant left his office and a hologram of a catgirl appeared on his desk. Gavin listened to her message, his eyes becoming wider and wider. Finally the call ended and Gavin stood up.
“Shit... not even a month until the Convention and suddenly hell breaks loose and someone is bombarding civilian targets” he murmured. “And no guarantee they won’t hit Coruscant too.”
“Okay, everyone listen!” he said loudly as he stepped out of his office. “There has been a kinetic attack on the Daneverse construction site on Pan from beyond sensor range. We will make sure Coruscant will not be hit next!”
He pointed to the officer at the large monitoring display. “Lt. Commander Delso, you and your team will bring every sensor online we have placed on and around Mimas. If it can look at the sky, I want it up and running now!”
“Lieutenant Simons, I want a list of all ships in the Saturn subsystem we know about.” He continued as he turned to the communication consoles. “Name and type of the ship, flag of record, current destination. If we have anyone unwilling to talk to us, tell me at once.”
“And you Lieutenant Vau, you will call Blue Squadron and tell them to launch immediately. When we find an unknown or unwilling contact, I want to have a few fighters to check it out immediately. In addition to this they will look out for incoming kinetic projectiles and anything suspicious.
Tell Red Squadron to stay on hot standby so they can launch any second. I will contact General Dana Maeter and get the okay to activate them too.” Gavin sighed, sometimes the regulations were a pain in the ass, but without the agreement of an Admiral or General, he wasn’t allowed to send both squadrons away from Coruscant. “Tell them what happened on Pan and that I cannot give them a launch order at the moment.”
He stepped back into his office and dialed the General’s holophone number. The General’s aide appeared on his screen.
“Good Morning Commodore Gavin, General Dana Maeter is not in her office at the moment. Maybe you want to leave a message?”
“Where is she? I need to speak with her at once!” Gavin shot back.
“I am sorry Commodore, but she is in a closed Senate session. You know, preparation for the upcoming Convention. ”
“Thank you for this information” Gavin said and ended the call, already thinking about the easiest way to contact the General without bumping into a dozen bureaucratic barriers first.
A display on his left showed him that both Red and Blue Squadron were already taking off into the sky.
He grinned.
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The Fleet Control room had been designed in 2011 to direct the coming fleets of the Galactic Republic on their missions through the galaxy. The plans had been updated multiple times during the war against the Boskones, but unfortunately there hadn’t been time to implement them.
When the war was over, several Senators argued that the design was oversized for the peacetime fleets of the Republic and that most warships would be integrated into Great Justice organized fleets anyways. The Fleet Control room had been downsized to a more ‘reasonable’ design and was renamed Traffic Control.
“Commodore, there is a holocall from Pan, a catgirl called Cathy. She says its really important and she has to talk to you right now!”
Commodore Gavin Amstrad looked up to the Lieutenant who had just entered his small office.
“Does she has told you a reason why she has to talk to me instead of going through the normal channels at Traffic Control?” he asked quietly and the Lieutenant shook his head.
“No, she has not. But she said it was very urgent, Coruscant might be in danger” the Lieutenant replied. “I checked her name, the Great Justice database marks her as ‘on call’.”
Gavin nodded. “I will take the call Lieutenant, thank you.”
The Lieutenant left his office and a hologram of a catgirl appeared on his desk. Gavin listened to her message, his eyes becoming wider and wider. Finally the call ended and Gavin stood up.
“Shit... not even a month until the Convention and suddenly hell breaks loose and someone is bombarding civilian targets” he murmured. “And no guarantee they won’t hit Coruscant too.”
“Okay, everyone listen!” he said loudly as he stepped out of his office. “There has been a kinetic attack on the Daneverse construction site on Pan from beyond sensor range. We will make sure Coruscant will not be hit next!”
He pointed to the officer at the large monitoring display. “Lt. Commander Delso, you and your team will bring every sensor online we have placed on and around Mimas. If it can look at the sky, I want it up and running now!”
“Lieutenant Simons, I want a list of all ships in the Saturn subsystem we know about.” He continued as he turned to the communication consoles. “Name and type of the ship, flag of record, current destination. If we have anyone unwilling to talk to us, tell me at once.”
“And you Lieutenant Vau, you will call Blue Squadron and tell them to launch immediately. When we find an unknown or unwilling contact, I want to have a few fighters to check it out immediately. In addition to this they will look out for incoming kinetic projectiles and anything suspicious.
Tell Red Squadron to stay on hot standby so they can launch any second. I will contact General Dana Maeter and get the okay to activate them too.” Gavin sighed, sometimes the regulations were a pain in the ass, but without the agreement of an Admiral or General, he wasn’t allowed to send both squadrons away from Coruscant. “Tell them what happened on Pan and that I cannot give them a launch order at the moment.”
He stepped back into his office and dialed the General’s holophone number. The General’s aide appeared on his screen.
“Good Morning Commodore Gavin, General Dana Maeter is not in her office at the moment. Maybe you want to leave a message?”
“Where is she? I need to speak with her at once!” Gavin shot back.
“I am sorry Commodore, but she is in a closed Senate session. You know, preparation for the upcoming Convention. ”
“Thank you for this information” Gavin said and ended the call, already thinking about the easiest way to contact the General without bumping into a dozen bureaucratic barriers first.
A display on his left showed him that both Red and Blue Squadron were already taking off into the sky.
He grinned.